Douluo: Qian Renxue is my niece, and I am the King of Juan

The only one that can have an impact on the inside of Wuhun Hall is Bibi Dong, and the neutral faction is nothing.

"After Bibi Dong came to power, the situation changed. This woman should not be underestimated."

Qingluan Douluo had a calm face, and a coldness flashed through his green eyes. This coldness was from Bibidong, not Lin Yun.

"Oh."

Lin Yun's expression became heavy after hearing the implication of Qingluan Douluo's words. It wasn't that she was thinking about Bibi Dong, but the inside of Wuhun Palace was as hard to change as an iron plate.

If Qian Daoliu, the chief priest of Wuhun Palace, was not her father, it would be difficult for her to change Wuhun Palace with her ability and experience.

Although Lin Yun doesn't like Bibi Dong very much, she recognizes Bibi Dong's excellence. The fact that she has carved a new path in the conservative Wuhun Hall proves Bibi Dong's ability.

"You're such an old timer."

Lin Yun knew that he did not have the ability to change the structure of Wuhun Hall, so he began to complain about Qingluan Douluo.

Because she found Qingluan Douluo to be very fun.

Qingluan Douluo looks cold, giving people a feeling that he cannot be approached, but that is the appearance. In fact, Qingluan Douluo is a stubborn person who doesn't want to change his habits after he has adapted to them.

It was because he saw through Qingluan Douluo's true nature that Lin Yun continued talking to Qingluan Douluo with a smile.

As the saying goes, a drunkard doesn't care about drinking, so Lin Yun just found a reason to keep Qingluan Douluo busy.

"You ask these questions because you want to control the power of Wuhun Palace?"

"I'm not an old hat, I'm just used to it."

"When you get to my age and watch people you know die, you'll understand what I mean."

Qingluan Douluo still explained in a good-tempered manner, he wanted to correct Lin Yun's view of himself.

He just adapted to the changes in life.

Not everyone can become a titled Douluo, because this requires talent and resources.

It is difficult to become a titled Douluo by yourself.

It was because Qingluan Douluo had lost interest in life for a long time as he watched familiar people die one after another.

"I heard you say that, you are very lonely."

Lin Yun focused on the word "loneliness", her eyebrows stretched, and a flash of surprise flashed through her blue eyes.

She didn't expect Qingluan Douluo's heart to be so delicate.

Cultivation is essentially going against heaven and competing with time. Whether it is martial soul cultivation or martial arts cultivation, their essence is the same. They all reach the next level by improving their own strength, thereby changing their lifespan.

The difference between the two training systems is that martial soul training is more low-end. Every promotion of a soul master is inseparable from the soul ring, which means that every time a soul master improves, a soul beast must die.

You don't need to consider these things when practicing martial arts. As long as your own strength and understanding reach this level, you can be promoted without having to bear too many consequences. This time will become long, but martial arts practitioners generally have a long lifespan, which leads to every martial arts practitioner pursuing immortality.

Compete with heaven for longevity and live as long as the world. This is the lifelong wish of every practitioner.

Of course, there are still benefits to practicing martial arts. It is extremely difficult to become a god by practicing martial arts, but it is very easy to practice martial arts.

Lin Yun could spend more than ten years cultivating into a titled Douluo, so she knew the extent of martial arts cultivation.

"..."

Qingluan Douluo frowned and looked at her with displeased eyes, "It's loneliness."

"If you don't understand, you won't understand."

"When you watch familiar people grow old in front of you, but you are still young because of your cultivation..."

"So you want to commemorate your emotional loss with those vulgar guys? Or are you assimilated by those annoying guys?"

A clear sound like the tinkling of spring water or the sonorous sound of a musical instrument came from a distance.

This voice could not tell the difference between male and female. Generally speaking, it was indistinguishable between male and female.

Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, and she sensed a strange aura. This aura is completely different from Qingluan Douluo's indifference, exuding liveliness.

If one had to describe Qingluan Douluo's breath, it would be silence and coldness. This breath is lively and lazy.

"Third brother, tell me, you think about what you have and what you don't have every day, so you might as well play more games with me."

As soon as his voice fell, Lin Yun found someone beside him. She looked over curiously, the blue and brown reflecting each other.

Lin Yun smiled slightly at him, still looking at him.

It was a young man with long silver hair, and his left eye was covered in ice and snow. Wearing a light gray robe, his arms were covered with blue ice and snow.

Lin Yun's first impression of Guang Ling Douluo was that this person was very strange.

"Old fifth."

Qingluan Douluo had a stern face, someone finally came to let him vent his temper!

It’s really not easy!

Lin Yun teased him before, saying that he was an old antique. Qingluan Douluo was not angry because he thought of Lin Yun's identity and age.

After all, Lin Yun is also a junior, there is no need for him to be angry with a junior!

But Light Ling Douluo was different. They were brothers and naturally had a deep relationship.

If he is in a bad mood, he can fight with Guang Ling Douluo!

"Third brother, what's wrong? Have you really become stupid?"

As soon as Light Ling Douluo finished speaking, he found that his soul power was imprisoned. The source is his third brother Qingluan Douluo.

His eyes were filled with surprise, and when he was about to ask, the cyan soul power came directly towards him.

"I'm fine, I just want to have a discussion with you."

Under Guang Ling Douluo's surprised eyes, Qingluan Douluo used his fifth soul skill.

"Eh?"

Now it was Guangling Douluo's turn to be confused, he blinked at Qingluan Douluo.

When the cyan soul power was about to hit Light Feather Douluo, a white barrier blocked them.

Light Ling Douluo's fighting instinct is very strong.

Almost instantly, he used his soul power to construct a barrier to block Qingluan Douluo's attack.

"Third brother, I don't want to compete with you."

Guang Ling Douluo immediately begged for mercy.

In front of others, Guang Ling Douluo calls himself me. But in front of Qingluan Douluo, he called himself me.

"It does not matter."

"The important thing is that I want to spar with you."

The next moment, the cyan and white soul powers intertwined and they started fighting. Brilliant soul skills blossomed in their hands, and nine soul rings quietly appeared on their bodies.

Seeing such a wonderful scene, Lin Yun secretly memorized their moves.

A soul master's soul skills are fixed, which means that the power of the soul skills is also fixed.

Lin Yun wanted to see their own strength level through the power of soul skills.

Lin Yun has been studying hard for levels since he came to this world, and has not experienced actual combat. In terms of actual combat, Lin Yun is lacking.

In order to make up for this, she had to watch other people's fighting moves.

"Third brother, let's just have fun. I take back what I said before."

Guang Ling Douluo was the first to admit defeat. He did not want to continue fighting Qingluan Douluo.